phenomenalism is a kuhi in amargein green
Desmond Kon Zhicheng-Mingdé
small book securing
peacetime promise, of waiting
its endless hours
merry-go-round the radio
make the rounds with our ballad
both of us bold as
built-to-last bunkhouses as
red against red brick
the jets are singing
la la means I love you –
believe brooklyn is close by
within reach like love